Triumph

Bert and I biked just about 12 miles today. Count 'em...1, 2, 3, 4, forever, still going, still not there, can't quite make it, want to give up, getting encouragement, seeing the finish line, 11, almost...almost...12! Oh yeah! 12 miles to go to Target! And was it worth it?? OH YEAH!

The reason for this crazy feat of bicycling madness? Truck is still not feeling well and is hanging out at the automechanic shop until at least Thursday when they'll (hopefully) have the part in. *sigh* I miss Truck. He's the best. He takes me out all over the place.

Now, will I be quite so excited with myself when tomorrow I won't be able to sit up, let alone walk? mmm, probably. I don't even remember the last time I biked (not on a stationary bike). And I totally wouldn't have been able to do it without Bert. My poor behind already is hurting from the seat...and the crazy sidewalks and streets that really should just be taken apart and re-done. Oh well. Anywho, I'm pooped. I'm going to crawl into bed and sleep the peaceful sleep of one who has just biked 12 miles. :D

Friday morning

I need to write. Not for anyone else but for me. I'm sad. So very very sad. I miss my hubby. He's at work. I feel frustrated with certain situations in life that I have very little or no control over, or if I do, I don't know how to control them, to take them into my hands and make them work right. How do you grab control, or is it suppose to be that not everything is going to be in our control? I hate feeling out of control. And my head hurts. Right behind my eyes. And the weight stays on my shoulders. As my mom says, "well, I can deal. God gave me broad shoulders". I just wish I was perkier today. Even though the outside may seem perky, the inside is raining. Maybe blue skies will come out later.

But I have company, so things are starting to look up. Company is fun. We've got fun stuff to do and a few more dinner entrees to make. Oh yeah, and I have to iron my clothes for this weekend. Ok, until next time...

Country Music

Just to note, Kelly Clarkson isn't my favorite singer, but she's alright. It's mostly the songs. The voice is good. That said, she should never sing with Reba McIntire. Reba totally outshined her. She's got a wonderfully spunky, deep voice that Kelly's just can't compare to.

*sigh* I miss having country music on the radio. I guess I'll have to go back to listening online. How sad am I?


P.S. My parents raised me better than to listen to country, but college does strange things to a girl...

A short rant and fish

Why is it that girls are encouraged to be anything they want to be but boys are not. Why is the reasoning that boys have always been encouraged, so now they don't need to be? Why is it that this group of boys needs less encouragement?

I'm not saying that girls need less encouragement or less help, what I am saying is that people shouldn't take away the support and encouragement from boys just because they're boys and all the boys up to this point have been encouraged.

Also, why is it that feminism says that women can be anything they want to be. ANYTHING. But then say a woman shouldn't be a housewife. They shouldn't be a homemaker...well, homemaker is ok, sorta, if you really really want to. But a housewife, you must not be fulfilled or meeting your full potential or have no dreams or desires or ambition or ability to act. If I'm allowed to be anything I want to be, why can't I be a housewife without people looking at me like I'm crazy?

Did I mention our fish had babies? They're soooo cute!! And we set up the new tank and bought some new fish and frogs. 3 pot bellied mollies (one that's pregnant), 2 frogs, 1 catfish and 4 guppies. And we got a ton of plants. The tank looks great! Bert wants more plants and another catfish and some female guppies. Soon, we'll be breeding all the fish in the tank. :D

Ok, dinner's ready...bye!

My babies...

Oh...I was trying to keep the babies in the tank all safe and sound and have lost one. I may have accidently let it loose. I'm soooo sad about it. I'm a bad momma. And the big fish keep bumping the baby tank trying to eat the babies. At least I didn't eat any of them.

The new tank is clearing up. I got some stuff to straighten up the pH in the tanks. Hopefully it'll make it all good in both the tanks.

I went shopping. Nothing exciting, just since I was out running errands I figured I could run by a couple of shops and see what was inside. One being Target. Like I said, not horribly exciting.

It's such a pretty day outside today. I hope everyone's having a bright and happy day!

Fish Fry

We have brand new fish babies!!! They're sooo cute! And we got a new tank. It's quite large. Bert didn't think it was so big until we asked mom about how big their tank is and it's just barely bigger. So, we're working on getting the water conditioned for the fish before dropping them in. It was looking pretty, but now it's all cloudy, but that happened last time, it's just got to balance out. I have to get baby food for our fry (what you call a baby fish).

I've finally gotten some of the herbs to grow and some garlic to grow. Now to make sure that they continue to grow and not die. I think that some of the herbs died recently though. They may just have gotten washed down a little.

I went, worked out and made it home for AMC. Yay! And then I've got errands to run and dishes to wash. I've already gotten part of my spray painting done...yeah...We're making shelves for the new cabinet that's black, so I'm matching them.

Anyway, that's all from this coast for now.

downtown

So, I just saw my first police chase. I was in downtown Newark, "beautiful" city that it is, when racing around the corner, pouring out smoke, bouncing on flat tires came an old beat up chevy of sorts from the early 80s. Right behind it came a unmarked police car that had lights rigged to flash at it. They ran lights and were fairly cautious for being on the run. It was quite exciting. Worthy of 2 posts in one day when I've been fairly neglectful of writing anything anywhere for so long.

Oh and an update on my new stalker, she's now called twice. I finally gave in and wrote a short email to try to let her know that I am fine and there's no snow or rain attacking me. I came from a flood zone area, where she lives now. Why she thinks I can't handle rain now is beyond me. Honestly, I think it's an excuse to call.

Quilt is coming along. Slowly but good. I even worked out today...yay.

N-E ways, just thought people should know what a high speed, yet not too fast chase is like here...

update on the crazy h.s. girl

I have now had several passive aggressive text messages and emails from the girl from h.s. I was last posting about. Evidently she's upset that I "didn't invite her to the wedding" but I did, the invite came back. Then she was like, you could call... Ummm, yeah, in the midst of moving and planning a wedding, I can call everyone I'm inviting too... And then today she text messaged me twice and emailed to check to see if I'm ok because there's bad weather here...um...yesterday. There's flooding...um...I live on the 20th floor...yeah, I'm ok. I guess my biggest problem is that I feel like I'm her fair weather friend. She contacts me when no one else in her life is around. And all we have to talk about is stuff from the past. I've been out of school for 7 years now. That's a long time. She only found out about what's going on with me through someone else's MySpace. Which I guess I should be scared that she'll find this too. Today's world is way to connected. I'd like to be able to hide out on the web and not be accessable some days. Most days. But I guess if I put myself out there, I have no one to blame but myself. Oh well. Super heros should not have websites. Ever. Because then, yeah, they'd be found out.

Ok, my new addiction is Ebay. Help! I find cool things, I compare prices to what they'd cost in store and then decide. And I have now started selling things on there. It's like the greatest yard sale that you never have to leave your livingroom to go to.

I finally finished the back of the quilt that I'm working on. I've got to now attach the old quilt to the two new sides of quilt to try to restore or refinish Bert's quilt.

And some great news, my finger and ear are almost healed. I had a strange rash on my finger under my ring...allergic to marriage... and an ear infection. I hate ear infections.

I think I should be a researcher. It's too bad they don't get paid much. I'm good at sitting around and looking up info.

I'm trying to grow a window box of herbs and they keep dying on me. The only ones to live are the parsley. Basil dead. Corriander dying. Oregano dead. And I'm running out of seeds to keep planting. It's like my garlic I tried growning...dead. I'm great with houseplants usually. Although one of my African violets just died. I did take a leaf from the alive one and plant it in the old pot to try to see if it would grow. So far, so good. My green thumb is turning black. It's probably the hammer I used on it.

Well, I'm off to quilt...